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I usually don't do these stupid things but peer pressure has claimed yet another victim.
How to make a Ari
Ingredients:
5 parts jealousy
5 parts brilliance
3 parts joy
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Serve with a slice of wisdom and a pinch of salt. Yum!
Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com -
Worry Knot
Contrary to popular belief you are not detrimental to me, in fact you are an essential aspect to my glee, as you can clearly see. The Irrelevancies of your doubts towards me lead me to believe that you preserve our friendship to be somewhat of a self-indulgent spree, that of which would inevitably destroy me…eventually, in other words I disagree, ( Read more... ) -
My Eyes Are The Greenest Shade Of Brown.
Cravings, urges, midnight surges of desire, which I should probably purge before I bring my hopes up to crash and expire again. You elude me more than I like to admit, and I conclude I should most likely forget how you induce content rivaled by immense regret from when I let you go on the 16th. Doing what’s right has never been easy, easier said ( Read more... ) -
Broken Cumpas
Logic is benign; please understand that mine seems to be undermined by reality at times. I exhibit good intentions gone horribly wrong, not to mention showing signs of rudimentary withdraw. I was thinking barely above the juvenile however, your defense which consists of faux carelessness and denial won’t help you now and I apologize for handling ( Read more... ) -
Haste
So soft to kiss and delicate, yet there’s amiss and I admit it’s crucial to my love or lack there of towards you. This deficiency of desire tires me entirely consuming the time I usually use to be alone ( Read more... ) -
70 mph
Tie, dress shirt, dress shoes, belt, collar. They’re all tight all around me, constricting, conforming and constantly warning me that I’m trapped in corporate attire. The workday is done, yet my mind is unsettling, meddling in thoughts tainted in stigma and strife. On the bench outside waiting for the train, struggling to maintain sanity my mind ( Read more... ) -
Last Star In The Sky.
Lets fall back on the past like a well made hammock, and leave the organized panic of the day light behind. Lets use the moonlight to guide our path, get lost and laugh about it like we always have before. Lets sit on the beach with sand all around, and let the sound of the shore drown out my despair. Lets hold hands and walk we’ll talk about it ( Read more... ) -
Frank of the Ghetto.
I wish I had a killer robot. I think I would name him…Frank. Frank would be programmed with the entire English dictionary. He will also speak and understand French, Spanish, Dutch, Italian and pig Latin. (He will also destroy any and all people who use spanglish ( Read more... ) -
Mixed Nuts
The mix:
Sick- Sneaker Pimps
Over it- Rufio
Passenger Seat- Death Cab For Cutie
Cicatriz ESP-The Mars Volta
Play Dead- Bjork
Love Song- The cure (not 311!)
Who I am- Smile Empty Soul
Hell bent- kenna
Broken Dreams- Basement Jaxx
1000 Miles Per Hour- Ok Go
In my place- Cold Play
Just Got Whicked- Cold
My Star- ( Read more... ) -
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That Hurt